Back On The Bikes

After a few years of trail (and road) running, my knee and lower back began bothering me. I figured that's a sign running's beating me up.

So, thanks to some good friends, I'm back on the bikes. That's right, bikes plural. In one week I've ridden my mountain bike off road with the dog and given River Road a run on the road bike. Today I got the single speed out and toured some new high-end neighborhoods just under construction. How many times I rode by the fields where the bulldozers are clearing acreage I can't count, and even though I was on the single speed (the purest form of bicycle out there), I found it a little saddening.

I can't blame the seller for selling the land and the builder for building new homes. The lots possess outstanding views and it's almost impossible to build-to-order in this part of the county any longer. I wish I had the $600K it takes to play with even the smallest homes being built there. But had I that type of money, I doubt I'd be living in Jefferson County anyway, so I guess the whole thing is moot.

Except for the bikes, of course. I'm back on 'em.